After showering, Mo Han walked out of his room and smelled a delicious aroma, instantly making his mouth water. Qin Yin handed him a bowl of noodles and sat down in the seat next to him, watching him.
Feeling a bit uneasy from her gaze, he paused his eating, "Is there something on my face?"
Embarrassed, she quickly looked away, "No, you go ahead and eat. I'll go watch TV outside, and I'll clean up when you're done."
With that, she pushed the chair away from behind her, lowered her head, and ran off.
She sat down in the living room, patting her burning cheeks, took several deep breaths, and only once she felt calmer, did she pick up the remote to turn on the TV.
It was already past eleven, nearing midnight, and she couldn't quite fight off the sleepiness. Soon, she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
When Mo Han came out after cleaning the dishes, the TV was still on, but Qin Yin was asleep.
He crouched down beside her, "Qin Yin, wake up, go to bed."
